#AmericanWriters
277 What if I say I shall not wait! What if I burst the fleshly Gate— And pass escaped—to thee! What if I file this Mortal—off—
’T IS so much joy! ’T is so much… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so
40 When I count the seeds That are sown beneath, To bloom so, bye and bye— When I con the people
My Life had stood—a Loaded Gun— In Corners—till a Day The Owner passed—identified— And carried Me away— And now We roam in Sovereign Woo…
The Beggar at the Door for Fame Were easily supplied But Bread is that Diviner thing Disclosed to be denied
XXII I GAVE myself to him, And took himself for pay. The solemn contract of a life Was ratified this way.
784 Bereaved of all, I went abroad— No less bereaved was I Upon a New Peninsula— The Grave preceded me—
485 To make One’s Toilette—after Dea… Has made the Toilette cool Of only Taste we cared to please Is difficult, and still—
864 The Robin for the Crumb Returns no syllable But long records the Lady’s name In Silver Chronicle.
XL I NEVER lost as much but twice, And that was in the sod; Twice have I stood a beggar Before the door of God!
The soul selects her own society, Then shuts the door; On her divine majority Obtrude no more. Unmoved, she notes the chariot’s p…
227 Teach Him’—When He makes the nam… Such an one’—to say’— On his babbling’—Berry’—lips’— As should sound’—to me’—
836 Truth — is as old as God — His Twin identity And will endure as long as He A Co-Eternity —
702 A first Mute Coming— In the Stranger’s House— A first fair Going— When the Bells rejoice—
396 There is a Languor of the Life More imminent than Pain— ’Tis Pain’s Successor—When the S… Has suffered all it can—